Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Midian's consciousness was already a little drowsy, but he was brought back to his thoughts by a smell. He spread his arms and put them on the back of the sofa, squinting slightly and looking over.

The man didn't make any extra moves, he just looked at him and smiled, as if it was really just the stranger's sudden concern.

Seeing that Midian didn't speak for a long time, I thought he couldn't understand Chinese, so I changed the language fluently and asked again.

Midian pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "I understand."

"No need to accompany you with drinks."

His tone was tired, far from his usual carefree temperament. Two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, making him look a little decadent and romantic.

"Who said I was just a bartender? What I said, sir, was too unpleasant."

The young man sat next to him, keeping a distance that would not make people feel uncomfortable. "But since you are alone, I thought it would be a good idea to find a companion to drink with."

Midian frowned in displeasure and snatched his wine glass back from his hand, "Don't you understand, you..."

Before he could finish his words, perhaps because he used too much force to grab the cup, the young man exclaimed and almost fell down. Midian subconsciously pulled his arm and pulled him up.

"Can you please come out if you are not feeling well?"

How can you drink wine and get into trouble?

"...You came over suddenly and I was frightened."

The young man patted his chest, still a little shocked.

As a result, the distance between the two people sitting was much closer, and from a distance it looked like they were drinking and chatting together.

When many people who had just been attracted by Midian saw this, they could only sigh that someone else had taken advantage of him first.

Richardson stood at the door, looking at the two people in the corner from a distance, his palms almost bleeding from pinching, and his heart felt even more sour and uncomfortable.

Although... I have not personally admitted that I like her, but the two should already be a couple, Midian...

He never thought that Midian would stop liking him one day.

When this idea came to his mind, Richardson suddenly understood why there is a saying in China: Those who are favored will always be safe.

It turned out that unconsciously, I had already accepted this person.

But because of the previous paragraph, he was unable to get out, which made Midian waste his time and energy.

So now... he doesn't like it?

Richardson's breathing was disordered for a few moments, and he suppressed the emotions surging in his chest. Reason told him that he should go over and ask questions, but he couldn't...

For a long time, it wasn't until a man came over to talk to him that he pulled Richardson away from his chaotic thoughts.

"roll."

He spoke concisely and turned around to leave, not wanting to face such a scene again.

"Don't leave. This must be your first time in a nightclub in China? Why don't you stay and play with us? I'm sure it will be more fun than yours."

Several drunken men surrounded Richardson and spoke extremely provocatively.

Richardson's eyes, which were already on the border of anger, suddenly changed, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

He moved his fingertips and finally advised, "Get out if you don't want to die."

"Hey, don't tell me, this foreign pretty boy is a bitch!"

The man who spoke first laughed, showing his yellow teeth, and reached out for a hug.

The next second, Richardson pinched his arm with his backhand, twisted it down hard, and threw the person to the ground effortlessly. He looked at him coldly and spoke with a cold tone.

"court death."

Under the bright lights of the nightclub, Richardson's slightly long blond hair was shining, and his thin eyebrows looked murderous at this moment, which really frightened the others.

But he was drunk, but after a while the men rushed up again, ready to teach this man a lesson.

Naturally, it became a unilateral lesson for Richardson.

The fight at the gate quickly attracted the attention of others. Fighting in nightclubs was normal, and the security guards turned a blind eye. However, there was a foreigner in the fight today.

The people in the nightclub watched and guessed with their companions what this person was doing.

A few scattered words made Midian, who was also a foreigner, look at him and was stunned, "Richardson!"

He quickly got up and ran over, forgetting that he was still angry.

"Eh! Sir..."

While the young man was preparing for his second glass of wine, he looked at his back and then at another foreign man, understanding clearly.

Believe me, what he is interested in today is still someone with a master.

Not interesting.

He stood up gracefully and left without a trace of nostalgia.

When Midian rushed over, those men who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth were already beaten to the ground and couldn't stand up, screaming in pain.

"Are you injured? Why are you here?"

Without even looking at the people on the ground, Midian took Richardson's arm and asked, looking a little nervous.

This was entirely a subconscious move on his part.

Richardson curled his fingertips. Seeing that he had returned to his normal self of being nervous and concerned about himself, the sense of security that had disappeared from his heart gradually filled up again.

He dropped the crumpled poster in his pocket on Midian, his expression as cold as ice, but his eyes were filled with uneasiness and vigilance.

"What do you say?"

Midian, who was hit in the face by a paper ball, looked confused. He thought that this person had returned to China long ago. While thinking about it, he opened the poster and was suddenly stunned when he saw the words on it.

Then an idea emerged in his mind, and the corners of his mouth grinned involuntarily, almost reaching his ears.

"You...came here specifically to find me? You have no plans to return to the country?"

Back home?

A trace of doubt appeared on Richardson's brows, and he soon thought of Jin Chen's phone call just now.

"Do you think I will return to China and accept the marriage?"

His tone rose, as if in disbelief, "Midean, is there something wrong with your mind?"

So that's why he came to the nightclub to drink and get drunk?

Whatever Midian doesn't understand, it's all just a misunderstanding.

He stretched out his long arms, took the person into his arms, and said, "Baby, I really thought you had returned to China before you accepted me!"

The person who had been depressed and depressed a moment ago suddenly became radiant.

Midian deeply inhaled his cold fragrance, and his poisoned nose finally felt much better.

Richardson was surrounded by a familiar breath, and the tight strings gradually relaxed.

He bowed his head awkwardly but did not push the man away.

After this misunderstanding, Richardson finally understood what he meant.

"Baby, baby, let's go, let's go back and talk."

Midian let go of the person a little, and tentatively placed a gentle kiss on the corner of the person's lips, looking at him with his big eyes flickering.

Richardson pursed his lips, a slight blush appeared on his handsome face, but he did not refuse after all.

Such a reaction made Midian start setting off fireworks in his mind.His baby is indeed!cute!

I couldn't wait to take the person to pay for the drink, turned around and left.

Sitting in the car, Richardson looked at the man in the co-pilot, whose eyes were still bright, and finally broke through the defense line built up in his heart.

He thought that he had seen everything Midian had done during this year.

Although this person is a bit naive, he really cares about taking good care of him.

Perhaps, he could try to accept such strong feelings again.